#115 POETRY =

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

Answer Zero

Asked only
A little of life
Life offered
Myriad temptations

#115 POETRY =

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

Her Heart

.

In Seeking This Which You have Given,
Walking in Darkness; Blind, yet Brave,
Untended Sentiment once harshly Shriven,
Now Waits, Possession’s Abject Slave.

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Beguiled

.

Speak in shadows and Whispers to my mind
And let not my musings and Intrepid Thoughts
Take up arms against the Swelling Emotion that
Aches from the Passion Abiding within;

Burning

.

As the Midnight Hours Unwind

I long for Your Burning

Your Loving,

Divine.

Splendour

.

All these things by some measure

Convey in Merit the depth of Your Splendour

All that Burns in the realm of Your Gaze;

Deliberate Ruse

.

Deliberate Ruse

He tries to Confuse

As the tumbling shadows rend subterfuge

Audacious

.

Caress of Quietness

Whispering Temptation in my mind

Audacious Supposition

Barely Heard

Spoken Word

Freeing the ruse habitually Confined

Breath of Enticement

Igniting Fervor without Touch

Aplomb

.

Stare

Staring Unbroken

Gazing

A Token Treasure

Entangled

.

Hush, My Darling

Whisper soft

Set your Dreams

Soaring high Aloft

Exquisite

.

Exquisite Touch

On Honey toned skin

Blush of Intrepidity

Dream Stalker

.

He Seeks with Visions pressing in,

Darkness Spiraling through the void;

Whispers of Unheard Dichotomy,

With Dreams so Delicately employed.

Your Softest Word

.

In the Supple Enrapturing Embrace

Of Your Softest Word

My Heart fills with Turbulent Passion

And Unbridled Yearning

Whisper Deep

.

Whisper Deep into my Mind

Thoughts unbidden,

Breathlessly Kind;

As shadows

Reach to Caress and Stir,

Obsidian

.

Shards of Obscurity

Empty Depths of Prose

Collection of Memory

Like Obsidian Rose

Whims

.

The Spirals of shadowy night

Entwine and Imbue

With Solicitous, Duplicitous

Intoxications of Hue

Breathless Chivalry

.

May I Touch said He

In all his Breathless Chivalry

Lavish Beguilement

.

Delicate Heightening

Of the Temporal Mind

Sanguine disquiet

Unbound

Hush in the Stillness,
My Beating Heart to Hear;

The devil on my right

You’re sitting there

staring at me

the last thing

I want to see

With your devil eyes

and your devil smile

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The perfume and promise
Still linger
Lacquered nails
Gently scratching at my soul
Inciting desire
And temptation
In equal measure